What kind of man is breastfeeding?

Xinjiu didn't look back, and couldn't see the ghost's expression.She was busy running and fleeing for her life. In less than two seconds, the ghost suddenly laughed loudly from behind, as if she was amused by Xinjiu's curse words.

The next moment, icy vines sprang out from behind, binding Xinjiu tightly—Xinjiu kicked his legs twice, but couldn't break free.The vines made of ice and snow pierced into the flesh, leaving bright red scars, and then soaked with blood.

[Warning, warning, data error, foreign aid application failed——]

[Data error, the system turns on the mandatory protection mode. 】

The skill card in the palm of the hand dissipated, Xinjiu relaxed his strength, and muttered: "As expected of the plane with the highest death rate, this is the first time I have triggered the compulsory protection mode for so long."

Footsteps gradually sounded behind him, and Xin Jiu knew that it was the ghost that was chasing him even without turning his head.She didn't want to look back, her lips were trembling with the cold, her eyes were sore and astringent, and she was crying desperately.

Oni's icy body temperature came up, his arm was around Xin Jiu's shoulder, and his voice was actually gentle and tender: "There should be other moves, right? Like the teleportation before, and the instant healing for Kanae, none of them have yet. Use it..."

Xinjiu couldn't hear what the other party said later.Her consciousness gradually blurred until she finally fell into a void of darkness—according to those seniors who had triggered the compulsory protection before, after turning on the compulsory protection, it was like falling into a deep sleep.

You will not wake up from it until you meet the "safety signal" set by the system.

Everything that happened during the period of compulsory protection, for the awakened person, is like watching a movie with himself as the main character.However, during the period of compulsory protection, the system will accompany the administrator in a concrete form. Once the behavior of a plane figure threatens the life safety of the administrator, the system has the right to attack the person on the premise of ensuring that the signs of life do not disappear. 】.

"Ah——I fainted."

Smilingly, he stretched out a finger to poke Xinjiu's dirty face, Tong Mo smiled with crooked brows—unaware that there was a tall man with short black hair standing behind him.

With a brick in his left hand and a protective shield in his right, he looked at the back of Tong Mo's head vigilantly—the system jumped beside him [Holy!What are you doing standing there?Go fuck him—look at what this pervert has done to our new wine! 】

【Saw. 】

Seiya looked down at the back of Tong Mo's head condescendingly with his indifferent eyes [But he is not threatening the life of the manager right now, for the sake of caution—if not necessary, try to minimize confrontation with the plane characters. 】

The system [...Fucking farewell, I shouldn't have chosen you as the figurative character in the first place! 】

It's all to blame——if it wasn't for Seiya's super data, it wouldn't have chosen him as the materialization object.If you don't choose him as the object of visualization, you won't know that there is a disease in the world called "persecution delusion".

The system just wants to confess at this moment: woo woo woo new wine, I’m sorry for you QWQ

The first thing to see is the dark roof.

His head was dizzy and swollen, as if there were countless crows squawking in it.Xin Jiu sat up and rubbed his temples, his eyes fell on his knees in a daze - his legs were covered with a clean thin quilt, exuding a faint fragrance.

The clothes on his body are mint green kimonos, which look brand new.Xinjiu stared at his sleeve for five or six seconds——finally, he was pulled back to his senses by a cheerful voice: "Oh, oh——is Xinjiu awake?"

The owner of the voice pushed the door open and entered, Xinjiu raised his head blankly, and met his eyes as gorgeous as seven-colored glass.The other party smiled with crooked brows and eyes, his handsome face exuded the air of a naive boy who was almost underage, his long oak white hair, but the top of his hair was suddenly red like a handful of blood.

He waved the golden fan to Xinjiu's bed, and stretched out his hand in front of Xinjiu's eyes: "Can you see? You won't be blind, right?"

"If you are blind, it will be difficult—" He frowned in embarrassment, and his smile faded a lot: "Xin Jiu's eyes are so beautiful, so bright, I will be very sad if I can't see anything in the future .”

Xinjiu's mind gradually cleared up, but he still didn't quite understand what the man said.She hesitated for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Hi, may I ask... do we know each other? How did you know my name?"

The smile on Tong Mo's face froze - but after only two seconds, the smile on his face immediately became more overflowing.He stretched out a hand, and his fingertips rested on the warm cheek of the new wine.The new wine was shrunk by the ice, confused: what does this mean?

Could it be... I knew this man very well before?The kind who are so familiar that they poke their faces casually?

After hesitating for a while, Xinjiu also stretched out a finger to poke the other person's cheek, smiling.

Tong Mo: "..."

The fingertips poking on the cheeks are warm and completely different from ghosts.Tong Mo smiled slightly, and held Xinjiu's hand: "I know—after all, Xinjiu is my favorite child~"

Xinjiu was shocked: "I still have brothers and sisters??"

Tong Mo: "...that's not what it means."

"Well~ let Qianluo explain it to you—"

He clapped his hands, and soon a girl about the same age as Xinjiu walked in.She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, kneeling meekly and sitting half a step behind Tong Mo: "My lord, what are your orders?"

Tong Mo stood up, rubbed Xinjiu's head, and looked down at her with a smile: "This is the child I brought back from the mountain, named Xinjiu. She seems to have been too stimulated and lost her memory. You Explain it to her."

The hand that rubbed the top of the hair was cold, and the scalp was rubbed through the hair, and the new wine had goose bumps on the arms.She forced herself to ignore that strange feeling, and instead looked at Qian Luo curiously.

Qian Luo secretly glanced at Tong Mo, then quickly lowered her head, her neck was filled with blush.She kneeled to the bedside and explained enthusiastically to Xinjiu: "Don't be afraid—I, like you, am a person who can't survive at the foot of the mountain. The Wanshi Bliss Sect founded by the Patriarch accepted us, gave us room and board, and let us live in peace. We continue to have the capital to survive."

"Since you were brought back by Master Patriarch, you just need to stay here to worship Master Patriarch just like us in the future!"

Qianluo's hand holding Xinjiu was warm, completely different from that of the very young Godfather—Xinjiu nodded confusedly when he heard her endless admiration and praise for Godfather .

What is the name of Master Patriarch?Nobody knows.

How old is the patriarch?No one knows either.

Those who stay in the Bliss Sect are basically women, and there are also men, but very few, pitifully few.The women who will stay here are all driven to nowhere at the bottom of the mountain, and finally come here-most of them have a very poor story, which makes people cry when they listen to it.

But new wine is different.

New wine has no memory.She only knew that she was called Xinjiu, and she didn't remember anything else.Like the other girls, she was also picked up by the Godfather from the foot of the mountain.

During the day, Qianluo arranged for Xinjiu to tend the flowers and plants in the yard - Xinjiu did not live with the other girls.The patriarch personally said that Xinjiu had a bad time at the foot of the mountain, it was very pitiful, he was worried about Xinjiu, so he asked Xinjiu to move to his room to sleep.

Qian Luo pointed out the names of those flowers for Xin Jiu to be familiar with, and at the same time enviously said: "It's great——Xin Jiu can be so close to Lord Patriarch!"

Xinjiu squatted under the flowers, and the sun blew down her back, scorching the little piece of fabric, making it so warm that one wanted to sleep.Qian Luo's words entered from her left ear, and then came out from her right ear. Xinjiu picked up a few yellowed leaves and threw them into the flower bed, echoing perfunctorily: "Mmm, Master Jiaozu is a good person."

So how miserable was my life before I lost my memory?

She stood up absent-mindedly, took the water bottle that Qianluo handed her, and watered the delicate flowers in the flower bed—actually, they couldn't be called delicate, most of them were wild flowers transplanted by girls from the wild.

I always feel that something is missing.

Walking around the flower bed, Xinjiu looked up and saw Master Jiaozu standing under the porch.

He was lazily leaning against the wall, sitting in a thick shadow, his long white oak hair fell down smoothly, his skin was also clean and beautiful white, with a slight crimson on his cheeks.His seven-colored eyes turned slightly, and his overly slender eyelashes were tightly closed—the next moment he raised his eyes, met Xin Jiu's gaze, and smiled.

If you ignore the identity of the other party's godfather, he should be a good-looking young man with a very young age.

He waved at Xinjiu, and Xinjiu always felt that this gesture was like waving a puppy.But the other party is his own food and clothing parents anyway, so Xinjiu put down the water bottle in a face-saving manner, trotted all the way to the Godfather, and squatted down: "What do you want me to do?"

He poked Xinjiu's cheek with his cold fingers, and smiled: "Are you still used to it?"

Xinjiu nodded: "I'm quite used to it."

After all, she has seen two living people, Master Jiaozu and Qian Luo, here.Qian Luo said that there are other girls living in other places, but the Lord Godfather doesn't like to be too noisy, so everyone usually comes in batches to say hello to Lord Godfather.

Master Jiaozu touched the top of Xinjiu's hair - Xinjiu's hair was very soft and pure black.Hair of this color is actually not very eye-catching, but when it is placed on Xin Jiu, it is indescribably suitable.

He asked again, "Do you remember anything?"

The Patriarch's expression seemed quite concerned, Xinjiu was a little moved, and then shook his head: "I don't remember anything."

It's as if there is no such thing as the past when you come out.He clearly remembered his name and all the basic common sense, but he forgot his past.

"It's like this," the young man showed a look of pity on his face, and gently stroked Xinjiu's head: "It's so pitiful."

"If you have any troubles, just talk to me—as long as it's Xinjiu's troubles, I'm willing to listen!"

If I have to say that I have some distress, then it must be because you often touch my head; if you touch my head like this every day, you won’t be bald, right?

Xinjiu's thinking was a bit off, and he still shook his head meekly on his face: "I don't have any troubles. There are delicious food and clean clothes here. I think it's very good."

The point is, Qianluo's craftsmanship is really good - especially the desserts.Huh?Why am I emphasizing dessert?Was I a sweetheart before?

Xinjiu was a little confused again.

"Our new wine is really an easy-to-satisfy good boy~"

The cold hand gradually slid down, and finally pressed on the back of Xin Jiu's neck with faint strength.Tong Mo looked down at the other party's gentle dark brown eyes, Xin Jiu seemed unaware of the danger, and still obediently looked up at him.

So cute——